Wait, please don't call me Emperor Zhaolie

Chapter 223 Must be translated into Chinese

"Crimson cloud clothes, singing like the wind, drinking like a whale, breath like a rainbow, Xuande has the momentum to swallow up the remaining captives, he is so powerful that he has swallowed up the enemy before the troops arrive."

Qian Zhao couldn't help but nodded and sighed.

It's too similar, absolutely too similar to Emperor Gaozu, both in his style of doing things, rewarding meritorious soldiers with farming, and reaffirming military law and reorganizing the Han army.

In particular, land was distributed starting from Qingzhou. This was a law that only Emperor Gaozu of the early Han Dynasty implemented. Land and houses were rewarded according to military merit and titles, and officers, soldiers and officials were treated with preferential treatment. Meritorious officials often said that Emperor Gaozu could share the world with others. This was how he divided the world.

Emperor Guangwu did not have such courage. Although he claimed to be the successor of the Han Dynasty, in fact many of his policies were just patched up from the Xinmang period.

"In the past hundred years, you, Xuande, are the only hero in the world."

Qian Zhao was filled with emotion.

As time went by, he could see more and more of Xuande's strategies.

Liu Bei couldn't help laughing, pointing at Qian Zhao, and said, "I am confident that I will live for 200 years, and I will be able to travel 3,000 miles. If I can swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger, and conquer the four seas, I will be satisfied with my life's wish."

"Unfortunately, the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes. The world will eventually be based on agriculture. No matter how ambitious we are, we must first ensure that the common people can fill their stomachs and afford to wear linen shoes and robes."

"I am glad that the story about Hu Ji was just a joke. The reason why I am obsessed with the west is because there are good seeds thousands of miles away that are not available in the Central Plains. They are what the Han people urgently need."

"Now that the Han army has not arrived in the Western Regions for a long time, the foreign tribes are increasingly looking down on them. Even if the Han army does not go out in the future, we should use military officers to lead the cavalry of the Xianbei and Xiongnu, and use barbarians to attack barbarians, so that the Western Regions will not dare to look down on the Han envoys. This is a good plan."

Liu Bei said with a smile.

The Sinicization of barbarians is an inevitable trend. Instead of waiting for the Xianbei and Xiongnu to actively assimilate in the future, it is better to let them give it a push and select the loyal ones to give them Chinese surnames.

Confucian education is prevalent nowadays, so we should send more scholars who are good at talking to the barbarian tribes to teach Confucian classics. There are too many such people now anyway, and we can grab a lot of them.

Rather than spending their youth writing poems and their old age studying classics, it would be better to send them to the Xianbei, Xiongnu and Qiang tribes and let them combine theory with practice, so as to avoid spending their youth in vain among the mountains and rivers with their knowledge being of no use.

As for the barbarian tribes, if any chieftain resists stubbornly and refuses to learn Chinese culture and Confucian classics, then don't blame Liu Xuande for not giving any warning.

The imperial court went through great pains to subdue you and send you to Bingzhou, Youzhou, Liangzhou, and Liaodong because it was afraid that you would suffer from cold and hunger on the grasslands. Now we have sent Confucian scholars from thousands of miles away to teach you, but you still refuse to learn and take pride in being barbarians.

Then don't blame the Han army for their devastation. The Han Dynasty does not need barbarians to occupy counties and prefectures. All the arable land in the world should be given to the common people, and it is still too little. If there are chiefs who do not want to become common people and be registered as citizens, they can just follow the example of the Northern Huns and migrate westward.

If you are willing to stay and translate the language into Chinese, we will welcome you with applause; if you are not willing, we will not force you.

As for those tribes that do not want to be registered as citizens, but refuse to leave, and still want to graze here, I'm sorry.

Even the powerful were killed by Du Tianling. There is no reason to show leniency to the barbarians. Wouldn't that make the powerful shout that it is unfair in the underworld and die with their eyes open?

Liu Bei said in his heart.

"Xuan De made a big fuss while passing through Yanzhou. He must have wanted to stabilize the Yanzhou nobles and common people, right?"

Qian Zhao picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and asked in detail.

"That's true..." Liu Bei nodded slightly, then said with a smile: "Now Yuan Benchu ​​and I are just like Guangwu and Wang Lang back then. He occupies the north, and I station troops in the south."

"He wanted to win over the powerful people in Yanzhou so that they could suddenly raise troops to attack my rear during the battle. I also secretly sent people to contact the nobles in Hebei and let them offer more "advice" to Yuan Shao, so that the nobles on all sides would continue to fight..."

Qian Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Yuan Benchu ​​is good at making plans without making decisions. He has many opinions among his aides, and it will be even more difficult to distinguish the loyalty of those who make the plans. Yuan Shao must have been having a headache for a long time." It must be said that this move directly hits Yuan Shao's weak spot. If you don't understand Yuan Benchu's character, you would never think of this plan.

Could this plan have come from Xun Wenruo or Guo Fengxiao?
Qian Zhao stroked his beard and thought.

These two were the only people in Qingzhou who had met Yuan Shao in person and left Yecheng to join Xuande out of disappointment with him. Apart from Guo and Xun, he could not think of anyone else.

In response to Qian Zhao's whispered question, Liu Bei just smiled and said nothing.

……

In July of the first year of Jian'an, the autumn sowing in the Qingzhou Plain had begun with plowing the soil and removing weeds from the fields.

Under the guidance of the officials under the Ministry of Agriculture, farmers continued to reclaim the originally barren fields, dug ditches and built water wheels for irrigation, making a lot of arable land fertile. In particular, they adopted the rotation of planting soybeans and wheat, which undoubtedly increased the harvest.

The people accidentally learned that it was Liu Shijun who had instructed the clerks and agricultural students to spread the farming methods everywhere, which made them excited.

The envoy is truly a god-like man. Since he came to Pingyuan County, he has allowed the people of Pingyuan County to live a visibly better life. He has rented iron farm tools, built steep ponds, and constructed water wheels for irrigation, making farming more convenient.

There were even medical offices in each county to treat officials and common people. Officials could use money, while common people only needed to use grain to pay for the cost of medicine.

At this moment, after farming, many farmers gathered together to discuss with each other. "Have you heard? A famous doctor came from Peidi to visit the counties of Qingzhou to treat illnesses. It is said that this person has the talent of Bian Que. There was a man in Gaotang County with a swollen stomach. The doctors in the hospital could not save him, but this man could cut open his intestines and stomach and cut for many days without pain."

The yellow-faced farmer shook his head and exclaimed in amazement.

The people he called over first pricked up their ears and listened carefully, then sneered, "A Su, don't speak nonsense here. You haven't seen it with your own eyes, so how can you take the rumors seriously?"

"Mr. Xuande once said that seeing is believing, and hearsay is not necessarily true. Don't believe all the rumors in the village. How painful it is to have one's stomach cut open, even wild animals and poultry can endure it, let alone humans?"

Seeing that most people did not believe him, the yellow-faced farmer became anxious and stammered for a long time before responding, "This... This is what my cousin said. How could it be false? He saw it with his own eyes."

A middle-aged man with a thick beard laughed and said, "This is what others saw, not what you saw. How do you know he is not lying?"

The yellow-faced farmer stamped his feet and said, "My brother is honest and dutiful, loyal and filial to his parents and brothers, and has never lied since he was a child. This must be true!"

Someone couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head, saying, "If this good doctor has the talent of Bian Que, he will surely be famous in all states. May I ask his name?"

"The doctor's name is Hua Yuanhua. He has been treating patients in Yuzhou and Xuzhou for more than ten years. Everyone praises his superb medical skills."

The farmer recalled.

After he finished speaking, everyone shook their heads to indicate that they had never heard of it.

At this moment, the man who laughed out loud suspected: "Could it be that your brother accepted money from others and made them famous in the village so that he could take the opportunity to make money from us?"

The yellow-faced farmer was so angry that he raised his fist to hit the man, but the villagers stopped him. The man saw that the situation was not good and ran away.

"Rat, if you dare to move a step later, I will make you lie here."

The farmer cursed.

(End of this chapter)